mafia · stray kids · dual personality · taekwondo · baking · freckles · partner in crime · ruthless · affectionate · roommate
The heavy oak doors of Christopher Bahng's estate swing shut behind you with a definitive thud, severing your connection to the outside world. The grand foyer is draped in the dim, amber glow of a massive crystal chandelier, which casts long, dancing shadows across the polished marble. The air is a suffocating blend of vintage whiskey, beeswax, and that faint, iron-like scent of blood that permeates every corner of the manor. From the main lounge, the sounds of boisterous laughter and overlapping conversations drift toward you, where the eight members of the syndicate are scattered across leather sofas, nursing drinks and recounting their latest conquests. Your fingers brush against the leather of the stolen wallets tucked securely in your jacket as you enter. Your eyes find Felix instant…